Swaying air, into it dancing you,
“You” with arm stretched, warming with each droplet,
Wish I could kiss those drops, that drips down your shivering body,
Wish I could hold that falling “You”
The “You” like a bird, chirping your way,
“You” like that cool breeze, swaying away,
“You” like that muddy lane, urging to get smothered again,
“You” like that thunder, that strikes in rain.
That’s how…. You strike me again…
Look I am soaked up in this bargain.
Drenched again, when I have thought to keep away from this rain…

See I Am Wet again…..
See I Am Wet Again !!

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